ultimate dark villain

"Aren't we... friends?"

Nobuyoshi Mimura still didn't put down his gun.

Keita Iijima saw Mimura Nobuhi's attitude towards him. He cried sadly and finally threw the weapon on the ground. Then he said: "Look, I have no hostility. Do you understand?"

Nobushi Mimura still shook his head. "No. You should leave quickly."

Upon hearing this, Keita Iijima's expression turned into anger.

"Why? Why don't you want to believe me?"

"History..."

"Shut up, Feng."

At this time, Keita Iijima's expression suddenly became very nervous. There was silence for a while...and then he spoke in a trembling voice.

"Is it because of what happened at that time? Mimura? That's right? You blame me for running away? Is that why you don't want to believe me?"

Mimura Shinshi pointed his gun at Keita Iijima and didn't say a word.

"Mimura..." Keita begged, almost crying, "I apologize to you, Mimura. Forgive me, Mimura..."

Mimura Nobushi pursed his lips. For a moment, he couldn't tell whether this was Keita Iijima's sincere words or his acting skills.

However, he quickly made up his mind.

Now that he is no longer alone, he cannot put Afeng in danger.

I remember that the principle of the national defense headquarters of one country is this - in addition to the other party's will, we should also pay attention to the other party's ability. Moreover, it is approaching the early morning time limit.

"Xinshi, what exactly is..."

Mimura Nobushi stretched out his right hand to stop Seto Yutaka.

Keita Iijima took a step forward. "Please. I'm so scared to be alone. Let me join you!"

"Don't come here!" Nobushi Mimura shouted.

Iijima Keita shook his head with a sad face and took another step forward. Slowly, he approached Mimura Nobushi and Seto Yutaka.

Nobushi Mimura pointed the muzzle of the gun down and pulled the trigger for the first time. With a crisp gunshot, the empty cartridge case was thrown out from the Beretta pistol in a pale trajectory under the moonlight, and Keita Iijima's feet jumped.

There was a burst of dust.

The expression on Keita Iijima's face was as if he was watching a rare chemistry experiment.

But then he walked forward again.

"Stop! Stop!"

"Let me join you. Please."

Like a clumsy clockwork doll destined to move forward, Keita Iijima took another step forward. Right. Left. Right.

Nobushi Mimura gritted his teeth hard.

If Keita Iijima pulls out other weapons besides the kitchen knife, hit him on the right hand.

Was the aim accurate? This time it was not a warning shot. Was it really accurate?

Of course no problem.

Hesitating in his heart, Nobuhiro Mimura tried to pull the trigger with his right hand, but it seemed to be powerless and he lost the strength to pull the trigger.

"Bang." There was a gunshot.

"Since you don't want to do it, I'll help you!" After blowing the gun smoke from the muzzle, Lin Hua immediately and carefully moved his location. After all, although he had taken cover, he made sure that the sparks that burst out would never be seen.

Yes, but the gunfire will always be heard.

"Kill Keita Iijima and gain Luck Points: 700 points."

Sure enough, even this guy who doesn't seem to have much role in the role now has so much luck.

It just happened.

Keita Iijima's upper right body seemed to have been punched, and his body fell down.

With his arms spread wide, he looked very much like the posture of a shot put player when the shot is about to leave his hand. The next moment, his knees slumped and then bent, and he was lying on his back on the ground.

The cave on his right chest spurted a small fountain upward as if he remembered it.

Even if your vision is unclear at night, you can still see it. But it only appears for a moment.

"Nobuhi! What are you doing?"

Seto Yutaka shouted and ran towards Keita Iijima.

He knelt down beside him and placed his hand on Keita Iijima, who had his mouth wide open. He hesitated for a moment, then moved his hand to his neck. Seeing that the expression on Seto Yutaka's face darkened. "He is dead.

…”

Nobushi Mimura was still holding the gun in his original posture, unable to move for a long time. He thought he was not thinking about anything, but in fact it was not the case. "No, this is not the gun I fired." This voice rang in his head. Although it was irrelevant

It's important, but it's like the echo that comes back when you're talking to yourself in the bathroom.

"That's not true, that's not true!"

Nobuhi Mimura stood up and walked forward. He felt that he had suddenly turned into a half-human, half-machine cyborg for no reason, and his body felt so heavy. Nobuhiro Mimura got up one morning and found that he had turned into a Terminator, great!

Slowly walked towards Keita Iijima's body.

Seto Yutaka suddenly raised his head and looked at Nobuhi who was walking over.

"Why, Nobuhi? Why did you kill him?"

Mimura Nobushi stood dumbfounded and suddenly his face changed and he replied: "No, I didn't shoot, I didn't shoot."

Thinking of this, Nobuyoshi Mimura suddenly lowered the magazine.

14 rounds, 14 bullets, only one missing.

After hearing this, Seto Yutaka immediately rummaged through Iijima Keita's body. As if he was going to show it to Mimura Nobuhiro, he opened his clothes to expose the big hole bleeding with blood.

"You're going too far, Shi Shi! Why don't you believe him? What nonsense are you talking about?"

"Afeng, trust me! Look! There is only one bullet missing, and it's not me! Follow me, Afeng, there are others here!"

Just before Nobuyoshi Mimura was about to say this to Yutaka Seto, he saw a sudden change in the expression on his face.

His lips could not help but tremble, and he said: "Could it be that... you believe in history? Could it be that you..."

Mimura Nobushi couldn't understand what he meant and asked quickly. After all, there was an enemy hidden in this place: "What?"

Seto Yutaka jumped back quickly, keeping a distance from Nobushi Mimura.

Seto Yutaka's trembling lips spat out the following words again. "Nobuhi, did you do it on purpose? In fact, you..."

Mimura Nobushi kept his mouth tightly shut.

He firmly grasped the Beretta pistol in his left hand.

"Are you saying that I didn't want to waste time, so I shot Iijima on purpose? I said I..."

However, Seto Yutaka kept shaking his head.

One step, two steps, shuffling back, saying: "No, no... Actually you... Actually you..."

Mimura frowned and stared at Seto Yutaka who was retreating. Feng, what are you doing? What are you going to say?

"Actually you...actually you...said you could escape...actually you..."

Although Seto Yutaka didn't say it clearly, the speed of the CPU in Mimura Nobuhi's head was not comparable to that of ordinary people. Just by relying on these few words, one could already guess what Seto Yutaka was thinking.

How is it possible...

However, I can only think of this answer.

To put it simply, Yutaka Seto thought that Nobuhiro Mimura was actually ‘involved’ in this game and had no intention of escaping. That’s why he shot Keita...

Mimura Nobushi's face was twisted in shock.

Maybe he still has his mouth open.

However, he immediately shouted.

"What a joke! If that's the case, then why should I be with you!"

Seto Yutaka shook his head repeatedly. "That's because... that's because..."

Although Seto Yutaka hesitated to speak, Mimura Nobushi also guessed what he meant.

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